Madison times. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1884-1???, 1887-07-23

She meant was the ancestral bedrooms
were filed with relatives from il dis
lance. As these Were from a c clone
district. the Young BaskinseS heard
tale of horror that sank deep into Their
minds.
No part of our country is safe these
days, said Baskins.
Out our way we're prepared" said
the cyclone representative; We have
cave i'll the cellar TO run into; let the
house sail off then, we're safe ~
The winds going to sweep US yet"
said Baskins. roll ing his big eyes pro-
phetically; whats 20 hinder? folks is
cutting off trees, and leveIing the hills
as fast as they can. Some day they'll
wake up and find themselves to the
the mercy o the elements
Under the circumstances, it is not
surprising that the children and Mrs.
Baskins dreamed of cyclones.
The Trues began operations at day
break. A smOthered chip fire was
lighted in the opening Of the Chin
ney to smother out the bees.
Il don't calc' late they're very far
down." said Uncle True; guess | can
.
Then he equipped himself in hat
draped with musquitO netting to his
waist. long iron spoon and preserv-
mg kettle. and started skyward. Mrs.
True took a favorable sightseeing
pos ton in the back yard.
Uncle True peered cautiously into
the chimney.
It's jamb full o. suthi'," he told
Aunt True; must be a powerful big
swarm"
Sure they are smoked out enough.
JoshGay?"
ooh. yes, they're quiet; none o them
amt going out or coming in. There )
leetle buzzing, but that don't mount
to nothing-nO mOre'n a hens tlutterin'
when her heads chopped off,
While doing two things at once
| specializing how much sweetness such a
colony could procure, and thrusting in
the spoon Uncle True's elbow start
ed brick down the chimney. In an
| instant that powerful swarm" darted
| up ri ght into Uncle True's face. as he
pceped intently over. With 4 howl of
| fright. he dropped the kettle. 1t rolled
and bumped the length of the roof. then
bounded off. striking the ground just
where Aunt True stood moment be-
| fore.
This woke the Baskinses like an elec-
tric shock. They set up in bed bewil-
dered and frightened. Then. hearing
the clatter of Uncle Toms boots down
the slope of the roof. Baskins said:
Its probably a cyclone; we haven't
had the equinoctial yet The only
thing that'll save Us is to get out of the
house and away from the trees ~
As the Baskinses fled out of the back
door. Uncle True, wishing only to dis
tance the bees, suddenly dropped among
them. in their back yard, and rolled
over groauing. Perhaps they took
him for some strange being, tipped of
anvther planet by freak of the oy-
clone: at anv rate, they did not recog-
nizs him in his .'bee protector, for a:
the prone figure Topped its hands
wildly sKyward, and gasped for speech
Baskins shouted:
Run, all on We. Make for the open
feldr'
Run thev did. fast and far. scream
inc till the neighborhood was aroused.
As the Baskinses crowded through
the gate that opened into a large held
the elder Baskins looked back to see Il
the house had gone over. To his sur
prise, it remained apparently tirm. no
even the chimneys had started. H
noted also how still the trees were
AM what perfect morning it was.
Surely this is no cyclone" '" he said
and ut once ordered halt, while b
went back to reconnoitre. His atten
ton was at once called to the groan.
of Uncle True, who was being helpe'
over the fence by his wife. The for
mer. seeing through his thick veil tha
it was Mr.. Baskins. called out:
I've had a terrible fall, neighbo
Baskns; | think I've broke my back
I'll never fix chimney again
; With that he was ushered into tn
house, and the door slammed oehln'
him.
As Mr.. Baskins gazed upon the roo
of the house. and saw many bees tyln
anCrilv around the chimney, the at
| sence of several bricks. a long spoo
, and iron kettle on the ground. dllaI
: idated patch of buckwheat in his neigt
boris yard. the truth gradually dawne
upon him. =.
Come backr' he shouted to n
, family: .sit's no cyclone-only anothe
of Old True's experiments"
, As Joshua True sat bolstered up
: his armchair before the fire. it SCENE
, rs if every one who passed the house
r looked at the chimney and sm LEI
: Even the boys paused on their way
4 school. explaining to some new-come
r "Old True home run down the roof.
Bert also, although innocent. wi
punished for the sins of mis- parent
\ for his plavmates called him Honey
This was more than Uncle Tr1
!. could bear; he decided to move ava
and start anew among strangers.
! was some days before his wife could
persuaded to 90, but at last she sal
t Wen go, Joshuay. but, shakn
I her long fOrelinger at him, which me
she was in earnest, don't you let I
v hear ANYTHING more about expel
ments. ''-HeieH Pearson BGrhdrd,
/. the Boston TrGreiter.